[Hook: Ellie I had a way it all on my own I had a heart But the has been overthrown And I'm not now The dark is too to beat And I'm not up The I need to push me You show the lights that stop me, to stone You it when I'm alone And so I tell myself that be strong And dreaming when gone they're calling, calling, calling me home Calling, calling, calling You show the lights stop me, turn to stone You it when I'm alone
1 - Lupe Fiasco] So, what are you going to for? in the sky, I and I 2 new Vans on a for that back, make that 2 new shoes on the van floor Me and my out on that road On a never-back-down-from-my-stance Touch more souls than a floor While touch less floors than a hand or fan or - wait, let me tell ya slower Lift my up to the ceiling And never touch the floor Now if Noah a rower I'll be there my oar Til we get back to the Dad made me a GI Joe to these Tryna FBI my CIA my my Carter Illuminate my they watching through that buckle But I up on my hustle Turn that belt on they self Now I watch them for help Like need aid, or black women as maids undercovers turn those maids to Bubba's mothers Take the out the Nino Keep it real as trouble huh? Or cartoon Martin on The Boondocks Flip the script on chicks who think their shit smells like perfume them girls find beauty Without a or movie She Delilah with them .45s and Keisha that Uzi Now I know that's Wants and needs in but It's hard to stay on with such extremes in opposition While we waiting on compromise with that conscious eye New alert: hashtag occupies Repper the death of it FnF, what's of me All my hate is for the recipes for wrestling Only time I when I'm wrestling with settling Only way I settle if we wrestle everything I know that don't mix like and ketamine how I'm only sick if you never catch a thing Argue with your friends over really the record means Back and forth about its course, with refereeing Why he so Up-front with his realness? They wanna be fiascoes, reproduce his is his alias, but not Marcus Aurelius This is like Sparta: kick you down a well, kid And on my last check, I copped the NSX, just Pharrell did Well did, better doings to My only promise is I'll ruin the young never human the sung lyrics in a spirit that's Superhuman to some, you pursuing the sum of Slums, plus, get up out of them, plus, never where you from, plus Make sure you ballin' when you back up in them, plus We die, multiply, every single come-up Rum-pum-pum-pum..